Red Roses (4B Remix)

She gon' fuck me like a porn star, a rock star

Trying to skirt off in that fast car, like Nascar

Girl, you know I got a cold heart

If I would give it to you, would you tear that shit apart?

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

And with some Backwoods and a lighter just so I could spark

Midnight rider, never put the car in park

I'm shining bright bitch like a light 'cause I came from the dark

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my

Red roses on my

I'ma go show you the wave, just give me some space

Why you all up in my face like you need a taste

Got designer on my waist, shooters keep the K

I tell them boys to play it safe, don't lay in your grave

I ain't never taking time off, I'm steady grinding

I'm never lying, was never crying

Take flight I'm flying, no, you can't see me

Say you need me but you deceive me

And I got all the drugs in the world that you need

We get high to pass time, but bitch I ain't no fiend

I got money on my mind, I be stacking my green

Shawty said she like my style, I be dripping with ease

Please don't send me naked pictures, I don't like to be teased

Say she got that super soaker, well girl, just let me see

I ain't worried 'bout shit, these niggas ain't scaring me

I was destined for this life, this is my destiny

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my grave, bury me with art

Red roses on my

Red roses on my

Red roses on my